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THE 



DAUGHTER OF INNISFAI 



OR THE 



WHITEBOYS OF '65, 



AN IRISH DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS, 



BY THE I.ATK 



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JOHN DONLON, ESQ. 



PUBLISHED BY 

JOHN D. CONWAY 

LAWRENCE, MASS. 



THE 



DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL; 



OR THE 



WHITEBOYS OF '65, 



AN IRISH DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS, 



BY THE LATE 



JOHN DONLON, Esq. 




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PUBLISHED BY 

JOHN D. CONWAY, 

LAWRENCE, MASS. 

Entered according to act of Congress in the year 1S77, by John D. Conway, in 
the. office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 






CAST OF CHARACTERS. 

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Lord Doogal, 

Harry Doogal, son of Lord Doogal, 

Marquis of Drogheda, 

Paddy Kelly, leader of the Whiteboys, 

Darby O'Brien, 

Tom O'Brien, son of Darby. 

Micky O'Toole, 

Taidy O'Toole, son of Micky, 

Owxy Murphy, 

lonergan, 

DlJNLEA, 

Barny Dolan, 

Lady Doogal, wife of Lord Doogal, 
Annie Doogal, daughter of Lord and Lady Doogal, 
Molly O'Brien, daughter of Darby O'Brien. 
Biddy McGinnis. 

Sheriff officers, soldiers, Whiteboys, neighbors, &c. 



For permission to produce this drama, address John 
D. Conway, Lawrence, Mass. 



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THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL, 

OR THE 

WHITE BOYS OF '65. 



ACT 1. 

SCENE I. A landscape at Clogheen, Tipperary. 

Enter Darby O'Brien. 

Darby. It's a foin day, God bless it. It does me 
heart good to enjoy it. Arrah, wouldn't I be the happy 
man, if me daughther Molly would only consint to be 
the young lord's wife. Och ! wouldn't I have the foin 
time, plenty of praties, and divil a thing to do? Arrah, 
Micky, is that yourseP ? 

Enter Micky O'Toole. 

Micky. Faix no, thin. It's the ghost of the ould 
boy hisself. Did you take me for Meself ? 

Darby. Arrah, shtop your jokin', now, Micky. I've 
a sacret to impart to ye. Will you swear black is white 
and white is something else if I make it known to ye? 

Micky. I will. Divil a one will ever hear it. 

Darby. Thin his lordship axed me this very day to 
give me daughther Mollv to his son. Harry. 

Micky. Musha. Darby, don't be jokin wid me. Is it 
I that 'd be afther believin' sich nonsince? No, no ; not 
Micky O'Toole ; did you know that? 

Darby. Upon me conscience, it's thrue. 

Micky. Arrah, don't be talkin' man ! 

Darby. Divil from me soul if it aint so. 

Micky. Did ye give yer consint to the match ? 

Micky, Sure I must axe hersel' first, poor crathur. 

Micky. What has she got to do wid it? Troth, thin, 
if it was me I'd tell him he might have her and welcome ; 
cause whv. thin vou'd not have to sfive her a fortune. 



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The few bonnives you have are little enough for yourself 
and as for the ould sow, sure ye Wouldn't be after givin' 
her that, the purtiest one in the family ? 

Darby. Divil a thing he wants wid her. 

Micky. So you tell me that yer daughther Molly has 
stolen the young lord's heart, and got his father's consint? 
It wouldn't be one of my daughthers he'd take, and I 
havin' so many. If he axed me for one sure I'd give 
him them all and welcome, bad cest to them. I'm sick 
and tired of them already. 

Darby. Arrah, what would his lordship want of one 
of your omadhawns ? They don't know enough to wash 
their own praties, let alone entertainin' the gintry. 

Micky. Do ye want to insult me in frint of me face? 
you breed of the shape-stalers and murdherers. Indade 
it niver come to the day that I'd compare me fine, inno- 
cent daughthers to Molly O'Brien. 

Darby. Call your shape-stalers and murdherers 
around you. There's none in my family. 

Micky. If you give me another word I'll sthrike you 
in the gob. 

Darby. If me son Tom was here you'd get every 
bone in your body smashed ; but I'm an ould man. and 
ye know that, ye desateful informer. 

Micky. Shut your gob this minute, or I'll make you. 
Take that on yer illigant looking chops, (they fall, 
clinched together.) > 

Enter Taidy O" Toole. 

Micky. Taidy! Taidy! I'm kilt! 

Taidy. Off, you mane scut. I'll let you know what 
it is to let one o' the O'Tooles alone, (and he pounds 
Darby with might and main.) 

Darby. Och, murdher ! murdher ! I'm kilt ! Tom ! 
Tom ! Where are ye. Tom ? Will ye see yer father 
kilt by these bastes? 

Enter Tom O'Brien. 

Tom. Get out o' that, ye ill-bred cutthroats. Blood 
and 'ounds but I'll be the death of ye ! Take that, and 
that! 

Taidy. Is it me ye mane? How dare ye insult the 
name of O'Toole ! (Taidy and Tom fight while the old 



THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 5 

men look on impatiently.) 

Darby. Give it to him. Tom ! That's it ! 

Mickey. Go in, Taidy, and smash him. 
Enter two Peelers. 

Peeler. Hold ! I command you to desist. I arrest 
you in the name of the crown. Come on. (turning to 
the old men.) If you don't go home we'll arrest you. 

SCENE II. Sitting-room in Lord Doogal's Castle in which 
are seated the Doogal family, Lord, Lady, Harry and Annie. 

Lard. Well, Harry, I've been over to see O'Brien 
about his daughter Mary, and he was pleased to be of 
service to me, and rejoiced at the dignity to which such 
a match would elevate him. 

Harry. I'm glad to hear that, perfectly delighted ; 
but I have every reason to fear that she will never consent 
to have me. 

Lord. Every reason to fear that she will never con- 
sent to have you ? A poor farmer's daughter to refuse 
the offer of one so far above her? No ; she will not do 
that. She cannot, unless she wishes to deprive her 
parents of house and home. You know she is a tenant 
on my estate. 

Lady. You would not put them out if she should 
refuse? 

Lord. You'll see whether I will or not. To-morrow 
night you'll know ; that you will. 

Annie. Oh ! father, you cannot ; you will not, I be- 
seech of you, put your rash threats into execution. Just 
think, father, how would you feel in a like position? 

Lord. I don't care about that. Let impossibilities 
alone. She shall be Harry Doogal's wife. Whom do 
you fear as a rival, or, is there one in the parish? 

Harry. Paddy Kelly, the Tinker's son, is devotedly 
attached to her. 

Lord. Is he the only obstacle to your future happi- 
ness ? 

Harry. All that I know of at present. 

Lord. Then he shall be removed from the vicinity. 

Harry , I fear it will be very difficult to handle him. 
He is the smartest man in the parish. 



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Lord. I'll soon find one who can handle him. 

Annie. Dear father, I implore you to have nothing 
to do with him. It will only create trouble, and heaven 
only knows what may be the consequence. If she does 
not love Harry, and cannot love him, to be united to her 
would make his life miserable. 

Harry. Do stop, x\nnie. Don't prejudice father 
against me, for you are aware how miserable I am at this 
moment. 

Lady. There is no need of being so miserable, for, 
if I understand aright, the only object in marrying Mary 
O'Brien is this : You, having been insulted by Paddy 
Kelly, who is in love with Mary, and wishing to resent 
the injury, you have taken this mode to vent your indig- 
nation. 

Annie. Oh, Harry ! how can you be so cruel as to 
plunge this innocent girl into so much unhappiness, for 
the sake of having revenge on Paddy Kelly. I thought 
you had more honor than you have. Why .not act like 
a man of honor and integrity, not like an unprincipalled 
villian, who cares neither for God nor man ? 

Harry. Why. Annie, I did not expect this feverish 
outburst of malignant fire from you. 

Annie. Harry, I have always loved you as a sister 
truly loves a brother, but until now I never thought you 
would be guilty of such a'breach of honor. 

Harry. There, Annie, do stop. It is not to be ex- 
pected that you would know much about men's affairs, so 
I will excuse you on account of your limited amount of 
knowledge. 

Annie. If I do not know their vile inclinations, 

and still more debasing transactions, I know what may. 
be expected from any honorable gentleman, who values 
his honor as he does his life. Now, to follow the dic- 
tates of my conscience, I will impart to her all that has 
transpired. A daughter of Innisfail shall not be treach- 
erously enslaved as is her lamented country. I will put 
her on guard against your vile machinations, for I do 
not countenance such sentiments as you have uttered. 

Lady. Why, Annie ! I'm surprised at you. What ! 
Would you tell Mary O'Brien what has just transpired ? 

Annie. Cerrainlv I would, and wili, if father and 



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Harry persist in carrying out their villainous plans. 

Lord. Do you call these villainous plans? 

Annie. I do, most assuredly, 

Lord. Do you think I would be guilty of a mean act? 

Annie. To speak the sentiments nearest to my heart, 
I do, should you persist in this nefarious enterprise. Are 
the poor to be trampled with impunity, and made dupes 
to the whims of the minor gentry, without a chance of 
offering something in their own defence? Did the Om- 
nipotent Creator of the universe single out one human 
being to be the slave of another, for the purpose of de- 
stroying that unanimity which should characterize all 
mankind, who are the same in flesh and blood, but 
changed by the glitter of the devil's gold. We are broth- 
ers and sisters of a remote generation, notwithstanding 
our present condition of liberty and servitude. When 
the frost of many years shall whiten the plumes of the 
lords of mammon ; and the drooping limbs of the proud- 
est monarchs shall tremble on the march to that bourne 
from whence they came ; When the last rites of mortality 
shall cease, and the corse shall have lain beneath the lux- 
urient vegetation but a few years, who, then, can 
tell the lord of the manor from the pauper of the street? 

Lord. When you've seen as much of the world as I 
have, you'll have reason to alter your mind some. 
Enter Servant. 

Servant. My lord, his honor, the Marquis of Droghe- 
da is at the door. Will I show him in? 

Lord. Immediately. 

Enter Marojjis. 

Marquis. Compliments of the day, my lord. 

Lord. A return of the same, Marquis, and the hos- 
pitality of my home. 

Mar. Thanks. I knew I was welcome. 

Lord. What's the news? Anything about Father 
Sheehey? 

Alar. Not much. I think he will not escape the 
executioner. All the gentry are against him, and are 
determined to convict him. When Sir Thomas Maude, 
William and "John Bagnel, Daniel Toler and Parson 
Hewitson are against him, maintaining the existence of 



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a popish plot, his chances of liberation or of commuta- 
tion are small. You know that the crown is determined 
to subdue the refractory spirit of its rebellious subjects, 
and also that the court will impose a penalty adequate to 
the degree of the outrage perpetrated on a government 
so spotless and superior. 

Lord. Suppose he's innocent of the crime and they 
should bring in a verdict of guilty, would not their con- 
science reproach them for the indignity? 

Mar. Shakespeare says, " Conscience makes cow- 
ards of us all." Father Sheehey is connected with the 
minor gentry. He was educated in France. He is very 
eloquent, and by his talents and oratorical powers in de- 
nouncing their Hcenscious lives and exortations of tithes 
from the parsons, he became so obnoxious that they de- 
manded his life to pay the penalty for his rashness. 

Lord. He has a tolerable right to preach the gospel 
according to his faith. 

]\far. Toleration is only a word, which is meaning- 
less at the present time as applied to religious rites. In 
'63 he attempted to drill the Whiteboys, and was arrested 
for treason, but through insufficient evidence was ac- 
quitted. On the 1 2th of March he will be tried at Clon- 
mel, and if convicted, as he surely will, his doom is 
sealed. 

Lord. Can anything be done to save him ? 

Mar. Nothing, under heaven. As sure as the sun 
sets, three davs after his conviction, its dying ravs shall 
fall on his silent grave. 

Amiie. Oh, Mercy ! Can they take the life of an 
innocent man without just cause? 

Mar. Please excuse me, ladies, for thus lightly talk- 
ing of death in your presence. 

Lady. I'm sorry for Father Sheehey. How hard it 
is to have enemies plotting against his life ! This life is 
only the shadow of death, since we grope in darkness 
from the cradle to the tomb. 

Lord. Let us drop this melancholly discourse. Will 
your honor favor us with your presence at supper? 

Mar. I should only be too happy to do so. 

Lord. Then let us all retire to the dining-room. 

(Exit. 



THE DANGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 9 

SCENE III. A number of mud cabins, and hills in the 
distance. 

Enter Paddy Kelly, followed by Whiteboys. 

Paddy. We'll show them what the Whiteboys can 
do. When the peelers come in sight keep as quiet as 
possible, until I give the word of command, and 
then pin them to the ground. We are bound by an oath 
to do all in our power to rescue a friend from the 
clutches of the law. Tom O'Brien and Taidy O'Toole 
are in their hands. We must rescue them. Here they 
come. Down with you, and keep silent. 

Enter Peelers. 

Paddy. Pin them to the ground, boys ! 

Peelers. Murder ! treason ! murder ! treason ! 

Paddy. Shut your infernal mouth, or I'll knock 
your brains out. We are the Whiteboys. Surrender at 
once ! Come to terms this instant ! Time is precious ! 
Swear you'll never betray us, or, as sure as there is a 
God above you, you'll breathe no more ! 

Peelers. We swear ! 

Paddy. You swear, as God is your Judge, you will 
never inform on us. 

Peelers. We swear ! 

Paddy. Then go, and if you prove unfaithful, we'll 
forget to have mercy, (the peelers depart.) Now boys, 
we'er in danger, and must keep an eye on the enemy. 

Owny Murphy. Hush, you blaguard ! Does ye hear 
that? Begob if it isn't the whole barracks of sogers on 
the lookout afther us. Hould yer whist, I tell ye or ye'll 
bethray us intirelv an' sure. It makes me heart jimp 
wiJ jy to think of havin' a rap at the thraitors. Arrah, 
won't I whack 'em. Don't even lave them hear you think- 
in' of knockin' thim down. 

Barney Dolan. An' sure it's yoursel' that's makin' 
all the bedlam. 

Owny. Bad lamb, did you say? An' sure I thought 
you were a bad sheep, and the worst in the flock. 

Barny. Oh, you poor, ignorant dhrone, I'm ashamed 
to be convarsin' wid the likes o' ye. 



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Enter Molly O'Brien. 

Paddy. Molly, mavourneen ! (they embrace.) 

Molly. Oh. Paddy ! you have done so much ! Per- 
illous as the adventure was you feared it not. Ireland 
needs a friend, Paddv ; never desert her in the hour of 
need, and Molly will be faithful to her son. 

Paddy. Me, to desert poor old Ireland ! Can the 
sun desert the firmament? Can the earth cease its con- 
tinuous motion? Can life exist without breath? No; 
nor can the heart of Paddy Kelly ever heat for any land 
but hisown ! No, Molly, I would sooner desert you. and 
that would be parting with life itself. Paddy Kelly loves 
his Erin, the brightest jewel on the bounds of the ocean, 
whose fairest flowers are its virtuous daughters, and 
whose proudest boast is the devotion of its sons to the 
land of their birth. Ireland must, and shall be free. 
The iolds of her flag shall yet cast its shadow over the 
ocean, and be respected and honored by its most invet- 
erate enemy. 

Molly. God grant that yonr prediction may be veri- 
fied and destitution be a stranger in the land ! 

Owny. Arrah, she's the soger, to capture that bar- 
rack widout a blow. 

Barny. An' sure she sthruck him in the heart — the 
most sinsible part of the body, and a divilish hard blow 
at that. Arrah, look at him, will you, blow me if he 
aint chained to her belther than I could doit in the forge. 

Owny. Whisht! the rogues are lookin' at us. 

Faddy. Now, Molly, we'll have to part, though I 
would prefer to linger longer, and enjoy the pleasure 
your presence ever presents. 

Owny. The poor crathurs are gettin' out of their 
heads. I pity thim from the bottom of me sowl. 

Barny. 'Tisn't out of their heads their gettin' at all 
at all ; but it's the since that's gettin' out of their heads. 

Owny. Faix thin I'd like to have the since out of me 
head for a little while ; and thin I'd break Biddy's heart, 
and make her cry till the salt water from her eyes 
would dhrown the ocean. 

Barny. Thin, be gob. I'll knock the sinse out of 
you if there's any in you. (he strikes him.) 



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Owny. Bad cest to ye, and all belonging to ye. Do 
ye want to kill a man? 

JBarny. Sure I was only makin' ye like himself. I'll 
tell ye what's good to bring the saltwather to yer Biddy's 
eyes. Take a lumper of an ingun, and don't lave her 
see it untiFver ready to cut it. Draw the knife through 
it widout sayin' a word, so the juce will go in her eyes, 
and if that don't bring the salt wather, I'm not Barny 
Dolan. jj 

Owny. Do ye want me to blind her intirely ? Sure 
she's bad enough now, God knows, and its little she sees 
of -me, but divil a see would she ever want to see me if 
I played such a thrick as that on her. 

Barny. She's lavin' him. Here he comes. 

Paddy. Well boys we must be moving to a more 
sheltered spot, and remain there until the time appointed 
for the rescue of Father Sheehey. Will you come over to 
the meadow of Edwar v d Sheehey and help him out of his 
work ? 

All. We will, (exit.) 

Enter Molly O'Brien. 
Is he gone so soon? Oh, Paddy ! where are you ? 
You know not how I love you. May God, in his mercy, 
preserve you, Paddy, and deliver Innisfail from the tyr- 
anny of her oppressors. Oh, heavens! where are you, 
Paddy? To think that I may never see you again is 
painful. I have a presentment that something evil is 
going to happen. The thought is terrible ! I hear some 
one coming. I knew he wonld not leave his Molly so 
suddenly. Here he comes. 

Enter Harry Doogal. 

Harry. How are you, Mary? and how are the old 
folks enjoying their health. 

Molly. Very well, may it please your honor. 

Harry. I see you've been crying. No doubt the 
prosecution of Father Sheehey is the cause. The pious 
man has my sympathy in his misfortune. 

Molly. Have you heard aught concerning him ? 

Hariy. The Marquis says he is a doomed man, and 
can, under no circumstances, obtain a reprieve ; but is to , 
die three days after the completion of the trial. 



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Molly. Good heavens ! Can they be so cruel as to 
destroy the life of one of God's noblest of creatures? 

Harry. So it is ; for as sure as that orb bids adieu to 
the day, its lingering light shall fall on his lonely grave. 

Molly. What is the world coming to? Where in the 
world can one solitary spot be found that requires no in- 
nocent blood to be shed? Oh, that I could find it, I 
would fly there immediately. 

Harry. Then, I assure you, I can find a place, if 
you will consent to go there. 

Molly. Why the nobility like to trifle with the com- 
monalty I can't imagine. 

Harry. No trifling, Mary. I am in earnest. Dear 
Mary ! I have longed for this opportunity to confess my 
love. I love you dearly, and would be the happiest man 
in the universe with you as my wife. 

Molly. I am sorry to have you so deeply in love with 
me, but I cannot consent to be yours. 

Harry. Reflect, Mary ! Don't be too rash in your 
utterance. I am deeply in love with you, and nothing- 
can content me but your presence in my castle as mistress. 

Molly. That will never be as long as there is a drop 
of Irish blood in my veins ; when that leaves me, life 
will be extinct. It is beneath your dignity to stoop so 
low as to unite with a tenant's daughter. 

Harry. You swear you will never be mine? 

Molly. Never. I care naught for your reputed 
wealth. It is better to live in a mud cabin with comfort 
and happiness, than dwell in a palace supported by the 
oppression and miseries inflicted on the helpless inhabi- 
tants of your vast domain. 

Harry. You are in my power. You reject me for 
that despicable tinker's son, Faddy Kelly. Were I only 
to say the word, he would find himself lodged in Clon- 
mel jail, loaded with chains, and convicted of felony. 

Molly. How dare you express to me what you woidd 
under no consideration insinuate to him ! Such insolence 
ill becomes one of your dignity. You are only fit to 
cope with weak, unarmed women. Had you even 
hinted to Paddy what you have spoken to % me he would 
have felled you to the ground. 

Harry. Paddy Kelly dare to assault me ? 



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Molly. I'm sure of it, were I even to hint at your be- 
haviour. He is not an object of ridicule that you would 
laugh so scornfully at him. 

Enter Paddy Kelly. 

Paddy. What, Molly ! alone with Harry Doogal? 
I was not aware that you had private interviews with 
others, or I would not have trespassed. I came to speak 
with you for a few moments. 

Molly. We met accidentally. If your honor will de- 
part in peace I will forgive you. 

Paddy. Has he dared to insult you, Molly? 

Harry. Yes, Paddy, dear, and dares to insult you. 

Molly. Patience, Paddy ! Would you have the blood 
of such a cowardly miscreant on your soul?. A misera- 
ble type of nobility, who, in point of education, may 
claim a higher position in society, but in morality, pa- 
triotism and devotion to his country, you, dear Paddy, 
must be accredited his superior. He's a mere dupe to 
the machinations and treachery of his wiley and unprin- 
cipled associates. 

Harry. Were you a man, you would receive your 
just deserts ; but being a woman I scorn to lay a hand on 
vou ; for you, Paddy Kelly, I'll look to some other 
time. Aye. then will I show you what it is to trifle 
with a man of my pedigree. 

Paddy. You're as weak as your words. 

Harry. . Then a trial will prove what theory cannot 
accomplish. (He grasps Paddy around the body.) 

Harry. For heaven's sake, Paddy, desist ! 

Enter Owny Murphy. 

For the love of God, Owny, separate them ! 

Owny. Faix thin, I will that. (He tries to part 
them, when Harry discharges a pistol,) 

Paddy. Two can play at that game, you coward ! 
Surrender that pistol ! 

Harry. Surrender my pistol to Paddy Kelly? 

Paddy. Come, sir, that pistol? Seize him, Owny! 
Wrest it from him ! 

Ow7ty. To the divil wid ye. D'ye think 'at I'm not 
able for ye ? Dhrop that pishtol this minute, ye thraitor ! 

Harry. Take that, hellhound ! (he fires.) 



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Molly. Owny's killed ! 

Owny. Not quite. Hould him for me, and I'll fix 
him. (Harry and Paddy roll over and over.) 

Molly. Paddy ! Paddy ! Owny is dying. (Paddy 
releases himself from Harry to attend to Owny, when 
Harry decamps.) 

Owny. Good-bye to ye all ! Tell the boys I sind me 
love to thim. That feller kilt me. Tell the boys to 
revenge me death, (he dies.) 

Molly. Paddy, through the love you bear me, revenge 
his death. It was I who caused his death. Waste not 
a moment. 

Paddy. Molly, you have a grateful heart, and I hope 
it will bear you up while I am gone. Farewell ! 
Enter Sheriff and Peelers. 

Sheriff. Paddy Kelly, I arrest you in the name of 
the crown for the murder of Owny Murphy, w T ho how 
lies lifeless before you. Come with us. 

Paddy. I am innocent. 

Sheriff. That's what all murderers say. Put the 
irons on him. (The officers bind him in irons, seeing 
which, Molly faints and falls to the ground. Exit officers 
with prisoner.) 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Molly. (Rising.) Oh, Paddy, I thought you were 
imprisoned ! Where are you ? Ah, I see ! It's all reality. 

Annie. Mary, allow me to help you into the cabin. 
You are faint and w T eary. 

Molly. Have you, too, come to torment me? 

Annie. No, Marv ; I came to soothe and comfort. 
It was my brother who committed the deed, I will save 
Paddy Kelly, or Harry suffers for his crime. Come, 
Mary, I am your friend and oppression's foe. (exit) 
Enter Taidy O'Tooee. 

Taidy. Och, murdher ! Owny's dead, God rest his 
sowl. Be gob, thin, I'll not lave ye here alone, [exit 
with corpse.] 

SCENE IV. Paddy Kelly confined in prison. 

Paddy. Here I am, imprisoned for the crime ot mur- 
der, and innocent of the crime ! What would I care for 



THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 15 

the punishment I am about to endure, if Molly did not 
feel it also? Oh! could I but see her once more and 
clasp her to my bosom, I'd die happy. 
Enter Annie Doogal. 

Annie. I came to console you in solitude. I know 
all, and have seen 'the whole affair. Being a privileged 
person, I was admitted without much trouble, since I 
exhibited no pity for you. Now it is different, that I 
have accomplished my object, and stand before you as a 
friend instead of foe. I would scorn to be the friend of 
a coward. You shall be free. Harry's plans shall be 
thwarted. His movements shall I watch both day and 
night, and should he lift a hand to destroy your life, as 
sure as he lives, so sure will he die by the hand of Annie 
Doogal. Change clothes with me and I'll remain. 

Paddy. You are too brave to put in peril. 

Annie. Come, put on this dress, or Annie Doogal 
brings you down ! (She points a pistol at him with the 
right hand, while the other holds the garments.) 

Paddy. I fear not threatening language nor rebuke 
when I am right. 

Annie. Do you fear for Mary? 

Paddy. I do. 

Annie. Then put these on, and see her. They will 
do me no harm. Harry will not prosecute when I tell 
him what I have witnessed. You are aware that the 
rich triumphs o'er the poor, who find no mercy at Clon- 
mel jail. 

Paddy. You will disgrace your family. 

Annie. I care for none but mother. My allotted 
time has nearly expired, so delay no longer. On with 
these if you would save your life. 

Paddy. I'll obey. If anything happens I'll return to 
set you free. 

Annie. Let no one see you till I am free ; then I'll 
set all things aright. 

Paddy, (kisses her hand.) Farewell, kind lady. I 
will never forget this act of kindess. [exit.] 

Annie. Now, then, I'll show Harry what woman 
knows about the world, and what they can do when 
driven. I know how the poor suffer, and can feel for 
them. The poor and afflicted shall find in me a friend. 



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Enter Harry Doogal. 

Harry. Ah, ha ! Paddy Kelly ! where are your 
Whiteboys now? What! my sister confined in Clonmel 
jail? How happens it that I see you in confinement? 

Annie. You shall know, with all my heart. I re- 
leased Paddy Kelly. He is now beyond your power, 
and you are the guilty one. I witnessed the perpetration 
of the murder. Procure my release at once, or I will 
put the bloodhounds on your trail. No words. Do as 
I bid, or the world will not be large enough to hold you. 

Harry. Annie, I beg of you — 

Annie. Begone ! You insult me. Depart and do 
my bidding, (exit Harry.) I knew he would be silent 
on one subject. This is not all I shall do for you, Paddy 
Kellv. I'll place you and Mollv beyond the reach of 
adversity and your enemies. Let who will tyrannize 
over Ireland it is my country still, and I will stand for 
the rights of mv countrymen. I weep for her slavery, 
and sigh for her liberty. Oh, soul of the bard whose 
musical numbers, aroused, to the field, from his slumber, 
O'Neil, come back to the land now subdued by the tyrant, 
and call on its chief, to redeem Innisfail. Somebody is 
coming. I must keep quiet. 

Enter Lord Doogal, Wife and Sheriff. 

Lord. What in the name of creation tempted you 
to place yourself in prison for the sake of liberating a 
murderer ? 

Annie. He's not a murderer. When you know as 
much as I do, you'll have reason to change your opinion, 
and not censure me for what I've done. 

Lord, (to the sheriff.) For God's sake liberate her, 
and I'll see that you are compensated for your services, 
and exhonorated from all blame, (to Annie.) It was with 
difficulty that I procured your release so soon. Come, 
put this on, and let us leave this accursed place. 

ACT II. 

SCENE I. A graveyard. — Time; night. Enter Paddy 
Kelly with Whiteboys, bearing the corpse of Owny Murphy. 

Paddy. Now, boys, kneel, and pray for the everlast- 
ing happiness of Owny Murphy, (they kneel in silence 



THK DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 1 7 

for a short time, and Paddy rises first.) ? Lovers of the 
Green Isle, listen. I am the cause of Owny's death. 
The ball was aimed for me, missed its mark, and there's 
the result. I swear, over his lifeless corpse, that his 
death shall be avenged. 

Enter Molly O'Brien. 

Molly. (Running to Paddy, and throwing her arms 
around his neck.) Oh, Paddy! Paddy! I thought I'd 
never see you again. 

Paddy. Did you. Molly, mavourneen ? 

Molly. Yes. I'm so happv. Are you injured? 

Paddy. No, gragh ma chre. It was intended forme ; 
but struck Ownv. Tell me, Molly", have you seen any 
of the peelers around the place? 

Molly. No, Paddy. Sure they won't take you away 
from me again, will they? 

Paddy. I fear they will. Excuse me, Molly. We 
must bury Owny. Boys, lower the body and cover it. 
(after completing the work, they depart, leaving Paddy 
and Molly in converse.) 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Annie. I come to caution you against one who is 
now plotting your ruin. He has two accomplices. They 
are now in consultation. Tarry not here ; but move on. 
I will watch them. Farewell, (exit.) 

Paddy. Well, Molly, she witnessed the murder, and 
for that reason is determined to see justice done. 

Molly. I fear that something dreadful is at hand. 

Paddy. Banish such thoughts, acushla. Paddy Kelly 
will yet be united to his Molly, 

Molly. How light you make it. Take good care of 
yourself for Molly's sake, and follow her ladyship's advice. 
Now, let us part. 

Paddy. One kiss before you go, Moll v. (he kisses 
her.) Now, Farewell, (exit Molly.) Molly's gone, the 
loving little creature. I never knew before that she loved 
me so sincerely. Confound that Harry Doogal ! I'll 
come square with him yet. 

Enter Lonergan and Dunlea. 

Dunlea. I believe your name is Paddv Kelly? 

Paddy. Well? 



1 8 THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 

Lonergan. You're a traitor. 

Paddy. Traitor? No; never beat a truer heart for 
Erin's Isle, than that in Paddy Kelly's breast. It you call 
that treason, then I'm a traitor. 

Dunlea. For that reason we demand your surrender. 

Paddy. Demand my surrender? 

Dunlea. Yes ; and we'll take you, dead or alive. 

Paddy. Treacherous scoundrels, fall back ! (he strikes 
Dunlea, when Lonergan clutches him from behind, and 
knocks him senseless. He is pinioned and gagged.) 
Enter Harry Doogai.. 

Harry. Well done, boys, (turning to Paddy, who 
began to regain his senses.) Ha, ha, so you have at last 
come into my power. I have applied for the hand of 
Mary O'Brien, and you were the only stumbling block. 
Now, she will be mine in spite of all. I will have you 
confined in my castle, and leave you to die of starvation, 
when the hungry rats will stow your carcass in their 
empty stomachs. Away with him to the castle. I'll 
hence directly, (exit Dunlea and Lonergan with the 
manacled form of Paddy Kelly.) I will have him perse- 
cuted to such an extent that he will wish he never was 
born. I'll confine him in a dungeon where sunlight is a 
stranger, where the tinkling of his chains will be music 
in his ear. I'll visit him often, and cry out, Molly 
O'Brien ! Is this not revenge? No ; I am not satisfied 
with that. Mary, too, will suffer, if she continues obsti- 
nate in her refusal. I'll see that he's cared for. (exit.) 

SCENE II. Paddy Kelly in the dungeon. 
Enter Harry, Lonergan and Dunlea. 

Lonergan. Paddy, how does the world use you? 

Dunlea. No need to ask him, for he seems as happy 
as his majesty, and has more costly jewels attached to 
his person. 

Harry. He appreciates it highly, without thanking 
the generous donor. Call your whiteboys around you 
now, and tell them how happy you feel. Ha, ha, ha, 
my hero, Mary will now be mine ! 

Dunlea. Lonergan, take that (handing him a sword) 
and prick him gently ; we want to hear the lion roar. 



THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 1 9 

Paddy. Cowardly dogs, I will yet be free. 

Dunlea. Swallow this, (with his pistol raised to 
Paddy's head - ) 

Annie Doogal. (stepping from a recess in the cellar.) 
Not yet. There, take that, you base tool of a still baser 
master, (she pushes him into a pit.) See that, Harry 
Doogal! He's sunk in the bottomless pit ! The one who 
saved that shot now stands before you. Think not that 
your vile proceedings escape the notice of Annie. Night 
and day have I followed you, as a dog would follow 
its master, but, unlike the dog. I concealed myself in 
darkness. This atrocious deed was unforeseen, but ever 
vigilant that I am, I have hunted you down and ferreted 
out your true character, and it may be summed up in one 
word, that is, Villain. 

Harry. Hanging is too good for him, the lowborn 
brat. 

Annie. No more of that reproachful language. I 
disown you as a brother ;* I despise you as a stranger, 
and denounce you as an infamous hypocritical scoundrel ! 
If yon had any jurisdiction, or could exercise the indurate 
feelings of your heart, what would be the result? Why, 
the persecution cf the poor to a degree bordering on in- 
sanity. Their rights would be wrested from them with 
indignity. They would be driven, like sheep, to the 
slaughter-house, for the gratification of satisfying your 
uncontrolable lust. From this moment we are strangers. 
There is another of your victims in the pit below. If it 
was not for you, Annie Doogal would not be reduced to 
this. Should you attempt to injure Mary O'Brien, that 
shall be your fate. I shall return again to release you, 
Paddy Kelly. Defend yourself with this until my re- 
turn, (hands him a pistol, (exit Annie.) 

Harry. Can this be reality? Yes; she has done it! 
Annie, this night's work shall cost you your life. I'll go 
to the Marquis, and request his presence with a squad of 
soldiers. She will return with the Whiteboys. (Exit.) 

SCENE III. A mud cabin, in which are seated Darby, 
Tom and Molly O'Brien, Micky and Taidy OToole. 

Tojn. I wondher where Paddy Kelly is all this time? 
He promised to meet us at Biddy Murphy's. I've me 



20 THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 

eye on Nora this long time, and I feel that she reciprocates 
me affections. 

Taldy. What's that he said? Receive through Kate 
his affections? Tom, I'll warn ye afore hand for fear ye 
might get in throuble. Kate's to be married soon, and 
if her intended heard ye talkin' that way, he'd be the 
death of ye, 

Darby. What Kate is this, Tom, agragh, that ye're 
takin' a fancy to now ? An' sure I thought ye were 
havin'yer eye on Nora Murphy. 

Tom. It's the divil intirely to knock anything into 
yer thick pates. What's the use of a gintleman of edica- 
tion like me. to be convarsin' wid the likes o' ye ! I said 
reciprocate me affections, that is interchange love wid 
me, d'ye know now ? 

Taidy. Where did ye manage to larn such thunderin' 
words, I dunno ? 

Tom. From an illigant scholar, the village school 
masther. The divil a word in- the glossary but he could 
tell you the maning of if he had it before him. 

Taidy. What's the maning of blossom, Tom ? 

Tom. It manes the red pimple on your father's nose, 
nourished wid too much whiskey. 

Taidy. Me father niver tasted a dhrop irt the world. 

To??2. That's thrue enough ; he niver tastes it, but 
laves it run into his mouth like a river. 

7aidy. An' sure the docther ordered it to keep his 
sperits up. 

Tom. Thin he's goin' contrary to the docther's or- 
dhers, for I saw him wid the bottle on his head puttin' 
the sperits down. 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Annie. Good evening, friends. 

Darby. Ye're welcome to my cabin. Would your 
ladyship plase sit down and make one among us? 

Annie. I came with news from Paddy Kelly. He 
is imprisoned in my father's castle, by my brother's com- 
mand. You must release him by force. Who will meet 
me there at midnight. 

All. I will. 

Toin. I pledge me word of honor that I and the rest 



THE DAUGHTER OF INXISFAIL. 21 

of the boys will be there, and divil a shtone will we lave 
upon another, if ye only say the word. 

Annie. Show your Irish blood to-night, and victory 
will crown your efforts. The Marquis of Drogheda, with 
a squad of soldiers, awaits your coming, so be well pre- 
pared. 

Taidy. By the powers, your ladyship's an illigant 
specimen of the gintry ; but, if I'd not be afther insultin' 
ye wid me talk. I'd say that ye'd make a fine soger, if ye 
had the britches on. 

Annie. Thank you for the compliment. I must be 
going. Remember my injunctions, so good-night. 

Tom. What d'ye think of that, Taidy? A daughter 
ofagintleman to mix wid the common people, and, 
what's the divil intirely, to tell the sacrets of the family. 

Taidy. Bad luck from me soul, but I've a mind to 
set me cap for her. Who knows but I might be the for- 
tunate craythur, and ye know that a finer husband 
couldn't be found in the patch than meself. 

Tom. I had a great notion to come 'round her 
meself, she seemed so happy when I spoke to her. 

Taidy. Nora would break her innocent heart wid 
sorrow for ye. 

Tom. Sure it's jokin' I was. 

Darby. Hould yer prate, and shtop bladgin' for want 
of sinse Ye're forgettin' all about Paddy Kelly. 

Micky. Troth an' that's so. Blast ye ! shtop yer 
nize, and get yerselves ready for the inwasion of the 
cashel. 

Tom. Taidy, shtep out and get all the boys ye kin, 
an' I'll do the same, (exit Taidy and Tom.) 

Molly. There will be blood shed to-night. 

Darby. Lave Tom alone for that. He's enough for 
any of them. They're comin' already. 

Enter Tom O'Brien. 

Tom, Come in, boys! (they enter with black-thorn 
sticks.) Taidy'll soon be back, and thin for the slashin'. 

Molly. Here he comes. 

Micky. Arrah, I knew one of the O'Tooles wouldn't 
be behind hand. Good on your head ! Make room for 
thim. 



22 THE DAUGHTER OF INN1SFAIL. 

Enter Taidv and Whiteboys. 

Tom. Ye clone well, Taidy, considerin' the time. 
Attintion, boys, (all is silent.) I have called you together 
to-night for the purpose of liberatin' Faddy Kelly, who is 
a prisoner in the cashle. Will ye come to the rescue? 

All. We will. 

Tom. Are ye all ready? 

Taidy. All ready. 

lorn. Attintion ! Forward, march ! (they leave the 
cabin, followed by the old men and Molly to see them off.) 

SCENE IV. A sitting-room in Lord Doogal's castle, in 
which are seated Lord Doogal,' Lady, Harry, Annie, and Mar- 
quis of Drogheda. 

Harry. What do you think of the Whiteboys' courage ? 

Mar. It's nothing but blow. How long do you sup- 
pose they would stand before the disciplined force here 
to-night? 

Harry. I couldn't say. 

Mar. I don't wish to exaggerate, but think they are 
as easily routed as so many children. 

Harry. They seem to me like lions maddened with 
hunger. They will die rather than submit to captivity, 
for they know the result would be death on the gallows. 

Mar. Should they make their appearance in the face 
of so overwhelming a force as I have here, I will not 
let one return home alive. 

Lord. They know nothing about your superiority, 
and through ignorance, will be undaunted. Hark ! 
they're advancing with regular step. Do you hear that? 

Harry. What is to be done now? 

JMar. Are you sure they are the Whiteboys? 

Harry. There's O'Brien's voice ! There it is again ! 

Mar. Go to the door, and demand their object. 

Harry. Not I. 

Mar. Then you are a coward ! 

Annie. I will meet them at the door without fear. 

Mar. It may be dangerous for your lordship and 
ladyship, so I beg you to retire, (they retire.) 

Harry. I'll go after my swordi [exit Harry.] 

Mar. Here they come, as sure as I live. Soldiers, 
to the front ! [the soldiers enter the room, and prepare 



THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 23 

for an attack on the Whiteboys.) Now, do duty for 
your country and king George ! 

Enter Annie and Whiteboys. 

Annie. Here they are, Marquis. I hope the affair 
will be peaceably settled. They only seek the release of 
Paddy Kelly. 

]\far. I demand an unconditional surrender in the 
name of King George ! 

Tom. Never ! while Erin claims a son. 

Mar. Charge ! soldiers, charge ! Show no quarter ! 
(they charge, shouting "King George !" and "victory ! " 

Taidy. Give them the shticks ! Erin go bragh ! 
(Paddv Kelly enters in the midst of the fight, having 
been released bv Annie Doogal, and the Whiteboys shout 
"Paddy Kelly !" After a brief encounter the soldiers are 
routed, and the Whiteboys are masters of the field. 

Paddy. Thank God the day is ours. Now, boys, 
three cheers for her ladyship. 

All. Hurray! Hurray! Hurray! 

Tom. Bedad here's the lady herself, (cheer after 
cheer welcomes her appearance.) 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Paddy. I now bend before you in thanksgiving for 
my delivery. Through your aid I am once more a 
freeman. 

Annie. Rise. Bow no knee before me. I have only 
done my duty to God and man. By my fidelity to the 
Whiteboys I have become an outcast in the family, and 
now I am but a mere remnant of mortality. I must seek 
a home in a foreign land. 

Paddy. While I have an arm to extend to your aid, 
it is at your service. Aye, I would lose the last drop of 
blood in my body to shield you from harm. 

Annie. fThank you for your kindness. You will be 
rewarded hereafter. 

Paddy. I owe you my life. You saved it. 

Annie. I shall be sorry to part with you to-night, 
but I must, so I beg that you will follow my advice, and 
return to your homes. 

Paddy. And leave you here? 

Annie. So must it be. I do not fear. 



24 THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 

Paddy. At your request we part ; but, mark me, if 
anything happens to you, Paddy Kelly will revenge it. 
Come, boys, let us obey the lady, (exit Whiteboys and 
Annie.) 



ACT III. 

SCENE I. Mud cabin of Darby O'Brien. Molly stands 
outside close to the cabin. 

Molly. The time at which he promised to meet me 
has passed. He comes not. Has anything happened to 
you, Paddy ? I was the cause of all. I wish I had never 
been born. To think that I, poor Molly O'Brien, should 
have caused so much misery. The thought is painful. 
Hark ! Somebody's coming. It's Paddy ! I know his 
welcome step. 

Enter Paddy Kelly. 

Molly. (Putting her arms around his neck.) Oh! 
Paddy, where have you been ? Molly's been lonely 
without you. 

Paddy. I had a hard time to get here, Molly, with 
my life. It may. perhaps, be the last time we'll meet 
again. 

Molly. (Screaming and sobbing.) Oh ! Paddy. Pad- 
dy, you ain't going to leave your own dearest Molly ! 
You don't know how I love you. Don't say you're 
going, Paddy ! 'Twill break your Molly's heart. Would 
you leave your own little Molly? Oh ! Paddy, Paddy, 
what will become of me when \ou are gone? 

Paddy. Molly, mavourneen, it may be only for a 
short time. 1 intend to go to America, where I can 
earn enough to pay your passage. Her ladyship will 
comfort you when I am gone. She is your l^est friend. 

Molly. Why do you leave poor old Ireland, Paddy? 

Paddy. Because I can do nothing for her, and the 
Marquis has offered one hundred pounds for my capture. 
Would you like to see me die on England's scaffold? 
Give me a parting kiss, mavourneen. 

Molly. You'll not forget your Molly when you're far 
away. 



26 THE DAUGHTER OF INN1SFAIL. 

Paddy. As soon forget my life. Here, Molly, is a 
ring, you take one-half and I'll take the other. * 'Twill 
bind us, though distant, to what we adore. Let us part 
now Molly, and God grant that it may be for a short 
time. Good-bye, Molly. 

Molly. (Weeping.) I'm all alone now. (goes into 
cabin.) 

SCENE II. A highway. 
Enter Molly O'Brien, singing. 

Land of the harp, our ill-fated Erin, 

Thy patriots' graves are bedecked with thy green, 
While friends of our youth, so true and endearing-, 

Are scattered abroad, though in visions are seen 
Oh ! land of the bard, whose musical numbers 

Chimed in witli the harp, in cadence so sweet, 
No more greets the heart that silently slumbers 

Where freedom once sung in her erne, ad seat. 

Paddy's gone ! How dreadful to think I may never see 
him again. Why did I not go with him? 

Enter Harry Doogal. 

Harry. Your singing charmed me. and I could not 
resist the temptation to step over. You look unwell. 
What can be the matter? 

Molly. Well you know. You are the cause of it. 

Harry. It is yourself, in rejecting my proposal. 
Had you consented to be my wife, this would never have 
happened. I here renew my offer ; refuse it at your 
peril. You shall either be mine or perish. 

A lolly. Refuse or perish ? 

Harry. That's what I said. 

Molly. Then you would murder me as you did Owny 
Murphy? 

Harry. No more. Refuse, and I shall force you ! 

Molly. Do your best ! I'll never be the wife of a 
murderer. 

Harry. I leave, to return again for a different pur- 
pose. I'll be revenged on Paddy Kelly. You shall 
never be his wife, (exit.) 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Annie. Never fear, Mary. I heard all. Be recon- 
ciled, and soon you will be wedded to the choice of your 
heart. Retire with me to the cabin, (exit.) 



26 THE DAUGHTER OF INN1SFAIL. 

SCENE III. The O'Brien family in their cabin. 
Enter Lord Doogal. 

Darby, (rising.) Good mornin' to your honor ! 

Lord, (merely nods.) I came over to see about that 
affair of Harry and your daughter Mary, and seek an an- 
swer. 

Darby. There's herself and axe her. 

Lord. Is your influence of no avail in this instance? 

Darby. It appears so. 

Lord. Then you shall quit this land immediately, if 
your daughter does not consent to the match.. 

Molly. Then, my lord, I shall never consent. I 
would rather die over a slow fire than submit. 

Lord. Mind me ; I'll force you to submit. I'll eject 
you all from the land ! (exit.) 

Enter Paddy Kelly. 

Molly. Paddy ! Paddy ! we're going to be turned 
out of the cabin. 

Paddy. So I heard him say. I was about to depart 
when I saw his lordship coming this way, and I followed 
him to see what it was about. 

Molly. What will we do now, Paddy? 

Paddy. Go into the street as his lordship says. I'll 
not leave old Ireland yet, Molly. I must fix Harry Doo- 
gal. Mv Irish blood boils so that nothing can cool it 
but satisfaction. 

Darby. Come, w r e'll all go out, and thin he'll find 
the cabin empty whin he comes, (exit all.) 

SCENE IV. The O'Briens turned out of the cabin. 

Molly. Out in the street, with no place to rest. 
What is to become of us? 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Annie. So he has put his threats into execution, and 
drove you from the cabin, Molly? 

Molly. Yes, and has forbidden all the neighbors to 
receive us. It's only for my parents that I care. They 
are now penniless and shelterless. 

Annie. They will not be so long. Take this, Molly, 
and it will keep you comfortably until this affair is settled. 



THK DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 27 

ACT IV. 

SCENE I. A clump of trees, under which Paddy and 
Molly are standing.. Time — night, four weeks after the last 
act. 

Paddy. Well, Molly, it's very hard to escape the 
enemy ; but her ladyship is determined to free me from 
the charge of murder. She does not want to inform on 
Harry, as it would leave a stain on the honor of the 
family ; but advises me to keep an eye on her brother, 
since he means to do me harm. If she can make it all 
right with his lordship, then it is all right with the Mar- 
quis. 

Molly. Our cabin is going to ruin, and all the thatch 
is torn off, and the neighbors dare not venture near it. 

Paddy. Her ladyship will look to that at the proper 
time, and do all she can for our comfort. 

Molly.. Did she tell you so ? 

Paddy. She did, and I believe she will. Her heart 
is true to Ireland though her father's is not. 

Molly. They'll turn her out of the castle if she min- 
gles with us, and then she'll be as badly off as we are. 

Paddy. No, they won't do that, for it would be dis- 
honorable. If it was not for the disgrace it would bring 
she'd be an outcast now. The Marquis himself is 
ashamed to mention anything about the disgraceful de- 
feat he suffered at the castle from the Whiteboys, and 
therefore keeps it to himself. He would enter into any 
plan with his lordship to keep the affair silent., and this 
is what her ladyship is working around. 

Molly. I hope all will soon be right. 

Paddy. She's confident of success. 

Harry Doogal. (stepping from behind a tree, with 
a knife in his hand, and faces Paddy.) You lie! This 
will serve her as it now serves you ! 

Annie Doogal. (springing from behind another tree.) 
Not yet ! (gives him a push which sends him to the 
ground, where he lies motionless.) Get a candle till we 
see the state of affairs, (they wait in silence until Molly 
returns with a lighted candle.) Oh ! heavens, he's dead ! 
I, it was, who killed him ! Oh ! mercy, the deed is 



28 THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 

done ! I have slain my brother ! I had avoided it often 
before ; but fate ordained otherwise. I am sorry for the 
deed ! Oh ! look at what I've done. That deed will 
kill me. I have tried to bring about a peaceable settle- 
ment without any more trouble. He's dead, and with 
him has passed your only enemy in the world. I have 
watched him from the privacy of his chamber to the pub- 
lic inn. At times I have beenguised in masculine attire, 
and at others in the coarsest costume of the gentler sex, 
and used every means to ferret out his plans. He has 
been watching for this opportunity some time, and 
thrice have I foiled his plans, and prevented him from 
taking your lives. He is now no more. His blood is on 
my soul ! and though he was the greatest villain in the 
country, he was still a brother. I have finished my 
career on earth ! My days are numbered, and my grave 
unknown. I ask you both to speak a kind word for 
Annie Doogal when she is gone, and tell my father how 
I died. This (taking a dagger from her breast.) have I 
carried for a long time ; but not for this purpose. Good- 
by all. 

Lord Doogal. (stepping from behind and grasping 
the arm with the dagger.) You shall not die ! You are 
my daughter. You must comfort me in my old age. I 
have learned the true state of affairs from your mother, 
and I'm proud of your conduct. I witnessed your timely 
arrival, and commend you for the act. That is not my 
son. 

Annie, (allowing her father to possess the dagger.) 
Who is it, then? It is the body of Harry. 

Lord. I know it. He was an adopted child. A 
Spanish nobleman, who was exiled from his native land, 
on account of taking part in an insurrection, left him to 
me, with the request to bring him up as my own. I 
have done so ; but he inherited that passion from his 
father, and this is the result. I was not aware that he 
had Paddy Kelly confined in the castle until to-day. 

Annie. You might have known it before, if you had 
listend to reason. 

Lord. The deed is done now, and cannot be reme- 
died. I will make amends for all tenfold. 

Annie. How did vou come to know about this affair? 



THE DAUGHTER OF INNISFAIL. 29 

Lord. Mother told me that Harry informed her of his 
intention to fix Paddy Kelly, and desired me to watch 
him. I followed her advice, and here I am. I want 
this affair kept very silent. I will arrange everything 
in a satisfactory manner with the sheriff. The Marquis 
is only too eager to have the affair hushed up. I will 
have the body removed to the castle to-night. Keep out of 
the way for a day or two, Paddy, and all will be well. 
Mary, though a lord, I beg your forgivenness. 

Molly. I forgive you all ; but beseech of you to free 
Paddy from the hands of the law. 

Lord. I'll get him free. Now, Mary, you can tell 
the old folks, for me, that they can return to the cabin. 
Tell them to repair it well and I'll pay all the expenses. 
In two weeks from to-night I wish to see vou the wife of 
Paddy Kelly. 

Molly. Thank you, my lord. 

Lord. Help me, Paddy, to remove the body, (they 
remove it. Molly and Annie following.) 

SCENE II. The wedding of Paddy Kelly. 

Paddy. Welcome to the cabin of Paddy Kelly and 
his bride. Make yourselves happy, and call for what 
you wish. 

Taidy O' Toole. Long life to Paddy Kelly and his 
bride. 

Enter Annie Doogal. 

Annie. Here, Paddy, is a fortune. May it never 
help to turn your heart against the land of the shamrock. 
Mav Erin find in all her sons, fond patriots, stern and 
true ; When time commands may all their guns be 
ready for the foe, and peal on peal reverberate until the 
day is done, when joyous hearts the news imparts of 
freedom sought and won. 

Paddy. Long life to your ladyship. 

Molly. May guardian angels ever surround you, and 
crown your future years. 

Annie. I must go now. I hope you will have a 
good old Irish time, (exit.) 

Barny Dolan. Let us dhrink a health to her. Here's 
that the light of happiness may never be clouded in her 



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THE DAUGHTER OF INN1SFAIL. 



future years, and the flag of her country in freedom be 
unfurled to the breeze. 

All. Amen ! 

Darby. I call on me son-in-law for a song. 

All. Paddy Kelly ! Paddy Kelly ! 

Paddy. Then, here it is. (Paddy sings. After he 
finishes others sing.) 

Darby. Come, boys and girls, now for the break- 
down. 

Micky O' Toole, [taking a door from the cabin and 
placing it on the stage, he jumps upon it.] Play us a 
good break-down. Come, Biddy McMannus, stand for- 
ninst me, and we'll kill the tune. 

Biddy. Hurroo ! boys, here she goes ! [giving a 
jump upon the door.] Now, play up. 

Piper. Thin, here goes, [they dance until another 
couple pays the piper for a chance to take the floor ; 
these are removed to make room for another couple, and 
so on until some of them become excited, and dispute 
the right to the floor, when confusion begins to reign, 
and then the curtain falls. 



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